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With her face pressed against the exercise book, traces of transparent saliva dripped from the corner of her lips. The sleeping her wasn't chirping like when she woke up, making her seem extremely quiet.    

    

Somehow, he closed the book in his hands, stood up, and walked to her side.    

    

Honestly speaking, she was dressed well today. She wore a small white dress, a red knitted jacket, and her black hair was tied up in a simple and refreshing ponytail. It made her look like a little angel.    

    

Angel... If it was said that the appearance of angels was to save the world, then who was she to save? Him?    

    

He laughed silently, and the past flashed through his mind, things he had once wanted to forget, but had never forgotten.    

    

When he came back to his senses, he was already carrying the sleeping girl to the bedside.    

    

Ling Jing was stunned, even he himself could not figure it out. He did not know why he picked her up, much less what he was going to do next.    

    

He held her like that, standing there by the bed. with her weight on her arm... It was very light. He never knew that a child like her would be so light when carried.    

    

She slept, her mouth unconsciously sipping a few times, and her chubby face made her look lovely.    

    

His thin lips were pressed tightly together, as if after a mental struggle, he finally bent down and carefully placed her on his bed, covering her with a blanket.    

    

If anyone else had seen this scene, their jaws would have dropped to the ground.    

    

"Only this time is an exception, understand?" He mumbled to himself as his gaze fell onto the corner of her mouth that was still dripping with saliva. He forced himself to endure and in the end, couldn't hold himself back anymore. He picked up a tissue and wiped the corner of her mouth.    

    

He had always been a bit of a clean freak. If it was anyone else, they would have probably kicked him out of the room long ago. And now, since he had let her lie on his bed, he could only wipe her saliva.    

    

However, during the process of wiping her saliva, he didn't even notice that his hand gesture had unconsciously become very careful, as if he was deeply afraid of waking her up.    

    

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Jun Yuexi slept soundly. When she woke up, she found herself lying on the bed while Ling Jing was resting on the sofa not far away.    

    

Baby Jun rolled down from the bed and walked to the side of the sofa. Looking at the spacious sofa, her eyes rolled and climbed onto the sofa, squeezed to Ling Jing's side and held onto him tightly with her four limbs, afraid that she would fall off the sofa.    

    

Ling Jing's sleep was usually shallow, so this kind of noise would naturally wake him up. Opening his eyes, he stared coldly at the little girl in front of him.    

    

If it were an ordinary person, they would have escaped far away under such gazes. Although Ling Jing was only a thirteen year old teenager, when he used a cold gaze to stare at people, it gave off a frightening feeling.    

    

Hu Long had once described this kind of gaze. It was as if a sharp blade was placed on his neck.    

    

Thus, there were very few ordinary people who were willing to meet his gaze. However, to Jun Yuexi's little friend, his gaze wasn't painful at all. Instead, she pushed harder into his arms, her legs wrapped around his waist, her body moving up like a caterpillar until she was on the same level as their faces.    

    

At this moment, Ling Jing was lying on the sofa while Jun Yuexi was lying on top of him. However, compared to the postures of the women and men in the movies, this scene seemed somewhat laughable.    

    

"Down!" He drank coldly.    

    

She pouted and said unhappily, "Mr Ling, why didn't you sleep with Xi just now?" She liked the feeling of sleeping with Mr Ling more.    

    

"Get down, don't let me say it a third time!" Ling Jing said coldly.    

    

The little guy frowned and stared at Mr Ling with his black phoenix eyes. After a moment, the little guy seemed to understand something, "Mr Ling, are you angry?"    

    

He glared at her but said nothing. He was not used to being pressed down by others, even though it was a little girl who was now on top of him.    

    

But she actually thought that what she said was correct. Her eyes rolled a few more times. Hmm … Why is Mr Ling like his dad, not saying anything when he's angry?    

    

What did Mommy do at this time of the day? She tried to remember, and her eyes suddenly lit up. Oh right, every time at this time, Mommy would kiss Daddy with all her might, and then kiss Daddy, and Daddy wouldn't be angry anymore, and would even smile at Mommy!    

    

Baby Jun suddenly felt that she found a way to prevent Mr Ling from getting angry, even though she didn't know why Mr Ling was angry.    

    

Therefore, she lowered her head and stuck her soft, pouting lips on Ling Jing's cheek.    

    

The youth's body suddenly stiffened, his eyes filled with disbelief. This was already the second time. If the first time was an accident, then what was this time?    

    

"Mr Ling, are you happy?" As she asked, she kissed his cheeks one after another.    

    

At the end of the day, Ling Jing was just a 13-year-old teenager. Although there were a lot of people surrounding him since he was young, he had never been this intimate with anyone before. Naturally, he also had a feeling that he didn't know what to do.    

    

Baby Jun felt so satisfied with this kind of kiss. Since young, she had kissed almost every relative in the family. But now, she felt that she still liked to kiss Mr Ling the most.    

    

Mr Ling smelled so good, and his face was so soft. She suddenly thought, if only Mr Ling would be angry in the future, then she could kiss Mr Ling often.    

    

Of course, Baby Jun didn't realize that at this moment, she had thought a little too far into the future.    

    

Knock! Knock! Knock!    

    

There was a knock on the door, but two people were sitting on the sofa. One of them was in shock, while the other was kissing happily. No one noticed the knock on the door.    

    

After a few knocks, the door was slowly pushed open. There was no response.    

    

Ling Pengtian pushed open the door and entered. Jun Ziyan and Xia Huanhuan followed behind him.    

    

However, when the three of them saw what was happening in the room, they all stopped in their tracks, their faces filled with disbelief.    

    

Of course, Ling Pengtian was more shocked than Jun Ziyan and Xia Huanhuan. After all, even though he wasn't very close to his son, he still knew him very well. It wasn't something that would allow others to easily get close to him.